by Osman cisse Hanif
A jeering sun once rose
And all she knew
Flower of her dream never grew
But in home of her own was a growing rose
That brought her smile and joy with hope
Eighth of months third day of week
Stress of delivery so she was weak
After I was born, like hen and her chick
My first seen elevated highest, her merriness than mountains' peak
Though in that moment of abating pains
Her brightest heart was a sun shine on flowery plains
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Hanif is a humble and gentle boy who always focuses his mind to comprehend the nature of elements around him wherever he goes. He just wants to explore to know how natural nature is., He had spoken early enough at an unexpected phase while he was still crawling but walked later in life., It had been reported he spoke clearly even for the first time he was heard, his ability to speak as a child was heard clearly compared to other toddlers. A child who spoke clearly enough even before he toddled. This was no reason than that which reflected his attitude of loquaciousness. He has being having enough of this, and for this reason he always decided more often to express his thoughts and views about the world around him in written words.
Last updated December 19, 2013